No. 1 rich family abandons young

After finishing the call with Song Ci, Shen Lang shrugged helplessly.

Sometimes, when you tell the truth, others don't necessarily believe it.

Qi Dashan was really tied up by him. Since Song Ci didn't believe it, there was no need to explain.

Business as usual.

After sending Lin Ruanruan home, Shen Lang returned to Yunshui Shanju.

At this time, the local media in Ping'an City had just reported the "mysterious car owner's appearance at the Chamber of Commerce".

Regarding this, Shen Lang smiled lightly and didn't take it to heart.

Anyway, no one can see his face clearly, so let others guess.

Shen Lang opened a bottle of red wine, sat on the balcony, enjoying the breeze, and tasted the wine quietly.

Next, the family will wait for the final evaluation results of his trial mission.

The family will decide the reward based on Shen Lang's performance in Ping'an City.

At the same time, the core leadership within the family will also change some of their views on the heir because of Shen Lang's performance.

Although Shen Lang is the chief heir appointed by his grandfather, the family is very complicated. If Shen Lang can't make some achievements, there must be gossip.

By nightfall, we should be able to get definite news.

Shen Lang stood relaxed on the huge balcony viewing platform, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

During this period of time, he rarely had such leisure time.

Sitting in the top three luxury villas in Ping'an City, but rarely have the opportunity to stand on the viewing platform overlooking the scenery of Chunbo Lake.

This afternoon, Shen Lang planned to enjoy this time well.

Three hours later, in the evening.

ding ding ding-

The phone rings.

Seeing the caller ID, Shen Lang connected the call.

"Master, congratulations on getting the reward for completing the second-floor trial mission. You will receive this great gift in the provincial capital."

Mu Hongye's voice was still so gentle and soft, like a spring breeze after listening to it.

When Shen Lang heard these words, he knew that the next level of trial mission would start in the provincial capital.

After all, Ping'an City is not a big city, and various factors are no longer enough to support the third floor trial mission.

"What reward?" Shen Lang asked.

For the supercar, Shen Lang felt that it was too high-profile, and hoped that this reward could be as low-key as possible.

"Young master, I don't know what it is. It is the result of the discussion between the core of the family just now. Because you have cleaned up Qi Dashan, master, the core of the family has praised and criticized your behavior, so it is finally finalized. You added a reward." Mu Hongye replied.

Shen Lang was not surprised by this.

Just looking at the attitude of his cousin Shen Siyuan some time ago, he knew that someone in the family was dissatisfied with him.

"I knew that my grandson would say bad things about me. I, the heir, can't do some things by myself?" Shen Lang sneered.

There are people with ulterior motives in the family, which will put some pressure on Shen Lang, but he has the purest blood of the ruthless family flowing in his body, so it is naturally impossible to be timid.

"Young master, don't take it too seriously. Grandpa and uncle are still very supportive of you." Mu Hongye said.

"Grandpa and grandma, are mom and dad still in good health?" Shen Lang's tone softened all of a sudden.

A sense of longing appeared in his heart, he had been out for training for so long, and without a chance to meet each other, Shen Lang missed his family's health.

"Please rest assured, young master, everything is fine. The third floor trial task is more difficult than the second floor. I will tell you the details when you settle down in the provincial capital." Mu Hongye replied.

"Hmm, well, let's talk about Hongye, how are you doing?" Shen Lang was actually thinking about Mu Hongye.

"Everything is going well here, young master, don't worry, maybe we will meet in the provincial capital or the capital if there is a chance." Mu Hongye said softly.

I chatted with Mu Hongye for a long time, and before I knew it, it had been two hours before it ended.

Shen Lang asked a lot about the current situation of the family. After being out for so many years, he said that it is impossible to miss home.

By the time it was over, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Not long after, Song Ci called.

"Shen Lang, my grandfather asked you to come to Yunshui Shanju now."

Song Ci and Song Zhiyuan were walking in the community of Yunshui Shanju, and they happened to pass by the downstairs of Shen Lang's ninety-five-year-old villa.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Shen Lang stood on the viewing platform and replied.

This villa has three floors, and you can hear some talking downstairs.

Shen Lang seemed to have heard Song Ci's voice, and quickly lowered his voice a bit, then he just looked down like this, looking at the Song family's grandfather and grandson walking under the lights of the community.

"Shen Lang, where are you?" Song Ci was curious, because she seemed to hear Shen Lang's voice just now.

"I'm watching the stars on the viewing platform at home." Shen Lang said with a soft smile.

"Don't be ridiculous, your house is called a balcony, not an observation deck, the balcony is so small, how many stars can you see?" Song Ci said.

At this time, Song Ci could no longer hear Shen Lang's voice, so he didn't take it seriously, mainly because he thought it was impossible.

"You can still see a few stars." Shen Lang responded indifferently.

"The noise from the phone is a bit loud. It seems that you are really on the balcony." Song Ci said.

"It's okay, it's because of the wind from the lake."

Not far from the villa is Chunbo Lake, Shen Lang is standing on a high place, so it is natural.

"Which lake?" Song Ci asked curiously again.

"Chunbo Lake." Shen Lang answered casually.

"How many bottles have you drank? Only my Yunshui Mountain Residence in Ping'an City can enjoy the lake breeze of Chunbo Lake." Song Ci was a little impatient.

She felt that Shen Lang's mouth full of nonsense was an insult to her IQ.

"Not much, just half a bottle, the wine has to be savored carefully." Shen Lang glanced at the bottle of 82-year-old Lafite on the white wine table of the viewing platform.

"Oh my god! You're so drunk after drinking half a bottle of beer? And you sip it carefully? I'm really convinced, you must have mixed cephalosporins in the wine. Seriously, come to Yunshui Shanju!"

Song Ci curled her lips, a little angry, she thought Shen Lang was deliberately making fun of her.

As everyone knows, Shen Lang is standing on top of her head.

After Song Ci hung up the call, Song Zhiyuan on the side showed doubts.

"Xiaoci, did you hear Xiao Shen's voice just now? The voice seems to come from this villa."

"Grandpa, I thought it was similar just now, but it's impossible. How could Shen Lang live in Yunshui Mountain, and the villa in front of us is the most expensive one in the city!"

Song Ci shook her head resolutely. In her eyes, Shen Lang couldn't possibly afford Yunshui Shanju's Ninth Five-Year Master!

"Maybe I'm old, I heard it wrong, or the voices of the two are similar, saying that we are about to leave Ping'an City, and we don't know the owner of the villa of the Ninth Five-Year Lord. It's a pity!" Song Zhiyuan said with emotion.

"The owner of this house is elusive, just like the owner of the Viper GT. He is very mysterious. He must not be an ordinary person. He may not live in Ping'an City all the time, but only come here occasionally for summer vacation." Song Ci guessed.

"That makes sense." Song Zhiyuan nodded.

The time turned, and half an hour later, Shen Lang walked out of the villa of the Ninth Five-Year Master, and came to Song Zhiyuan's house as if visiting.

The one who opened the door was Song Ci wearing a pink nightgown. This little fairy had just taken a bath, her hair was not completely dry, her face was delicate and pink, which matched the color of her nightgown, and she was sweet and girlish.

"I've been waiting for a long time. The traffic jam on the road has delayed me a bit."

Shen Lang's face was neither red nor his heart was beating, and his acting skills became more and more natural.

"Come in, I just brewed the best Pu'er tea and chatted while drinking tea." Song Ci glanced at Shen Lang lightly.

At this time, Song Zhiyuan was also standing at the door of the stairs on the second floor, waving at Shen Lang.

"Xiao Shen, come quickly, I have something very important to tell you, this is related to your fate, you must grasp it!"